Written for https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2025/06/04/its-thursdays-six-sentence-story-blog-hop-22/
Dad blew his fuse when I threw my blazer on the coat hook. My face froze, as I realised he must have got a phone call from my teacher; I forgot all about missing my club.
I wasn’t planning to skip, but my mate wanted someone to join him on his train journey to the seaside. He refused to say why, just that he owed a favour, and we could spend the day at the arcade; his treat.
I scuffed my new trainers on to the carpet, sand still trapped between my toes.
‘I can explain,’ I said.
Very good story Diana
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Thank you 🙂
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You’re very right
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🙂
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😍😍😍
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Did the explanation wash? 💜
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Probably not.
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There will be a lot of explaining to do 😀
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A sign for something worse perhaps.
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Ask Dad if he never did something similar 🤣
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I used to pretend to be ill, quite convincing.
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